Word
One word;
& everywhere heard.
So powerful it can bring
the strongest man to his knees.
Hated enough,
feared by everyone.
Lips refuse to say it,
emotions refuse to accept it,
while questions start a fight with thoughts.
Prayers cling to that small beacon of hope
as people try to come to terms and cope
...
Written for my cousin who has cancer...
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| slaaf Jacob: | Maandag, mei 30, 2016 22:40 |
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